It remains to be understood why deer have become the obsession of our current pop culture. Some say it's a moral shame that we haven't seen a real self help book in years, yet the masses are crying out for more info re: deer. The internet is barely able to cope with all the litter of suggestive images of bucks and doe, fawns galore in heaping piles of dotted fur, white tails, and glossy hooves touching. I saw an image recently which made the easy part of me get a work out. The deer most famous to me was standing over a mirror, and she was looking down into it, with her tongue slipping from her mouth, as if to drink her image from her own reflected tongue. She was standing in a room with one bulb lit above her. The curved walls, appearing seamless, were fashioned to look as though a disco ball were yanked inside out. Once she drank herself completely, the mirror below her went dark and she then tipped into the black rectangle like a plastic lawn ornament blown over in wind, hurdling head first down into the photograph, away from our view, forever.